"Oh, it's a package!"
Irene exclaimed. Then, she turned to Sally and said in a low voice, "Sally, please let go of Cody. A rich lady like you can get any man you want. We don't need to compete, okay?"
Sally's face turned pale when she heard what Irene said, but Irene just slammed the door and went back inside.
It took Sally a long time to come back to her senses. Her heart felt as cold as a snowfall in late December.
Meanwhile, inside the house, the moment Irene came in, Cody frowned and said, "Why are you here again? I already told you not to come to my house unless there was something urgent, didn't I?"
Irene walked into the living room as if she didn't hear a word he said and proceeded to help him pack his clothes. Then she said, "I was worried about you, so I came here to help you pack your luggage. You're too careless doing it by yourself."
"I hired an hourly worker,"
Cody said indifferently before turning to the wardrobe to get his clothes. Then, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Irene. "Didn't you say there was a package? Where is the package?" he asked.
"Err… It turned out that the delivery guy got the wrong address. It wasn't for us after all, so I sent him away,"
Irene said in a panic while folding his clothes.
Luckily for her, Cody didn't notice her embarrassment. Without another word, he took a set of clothes and went to the bedroom.
When Cody finished changing his clothes and came out of the room, Irene was still busy packing in the living room. He raised his eyebrows and angrily walked over to her. He grabbed the clothes that she was been folding.
"Enough, Irene!"
Despite his tone, Irene didn't get angry. Instead, she stood up with a smile and said, "Fine, I will let you pack your own clothes. Aren't you going to work? Since we work in the same company, could you give me a ride this morning?"
Cody looked at her face, which was always calm and unperturbed. No matter how angry he was, she never seemed to get upset with anything. However, the more she acted that way, the mode disgusted she made him feel.
"Do you really think that I can't do anything to you?
I've already told you that I'm not interested in you, yet you always find a way to show up in front of me. Do you think that I will be touched by your actions? Well, I'm telling you now that I won't. Your actions only make me feel more disgusted."
With contempt in his eyes, Cody stepped back, took the car key, turned around and left.
Irene stared after him quietly. Over the past three years, she had gotten used to his indifference. She took her bag and followed him out.
It was said that it was much easier for girls to pursue men than the other way around. However, Irene and Cody might be an exception.
"Wait!"
Irene rushed to the car and stopp
had asked her out dozens of times before, but unfortunately, he was too young back then, and she never took him seriously.
However, in Sally's eyes, he was still very young.
"Sorry, Oliver, but I'm having lunch with Chloe." Sally smiled at him and took out her cell phone. She had just gotten a message from Chloe saying that her class was over and asking Sally to go to the teaching building in District A.
"That's fine. The three of us can have lunch together, right?"
Oliver stopped her and raised his thick black eyebrows. "I don't mind."
"But I do."
Sally looked at the man in front of her... no, a boy. She was going to see her best friend, and it was supposed to be a girl's meeting, so it would be awkward to have him with them.
Oliver frowned. If it were someone else, he would have lost his temper, but he had always been patient with Sally.
"Come on. You seldom come here, and I don't get to see you very often. I just want to have lunch with you. You aren't going to refuse me again and again, are you? How about this? If noon isn't convenient for you, then how about tonight? Can we have dinner together?"
He asked patiently.
Sally couldn't help but smile. 'He's so smart. It's better to invite a girl to dinner than to lunch. After dinner, there are more things for people to do, like watching movies, etc.' Sally thought to herself.
"Fine, let's have lunch together!" She said.
"Great," said Oliver. He took out his phone and said, "Let me book us a table now. What would you like to eat? Chinese food, Western food, Japanese food, or seafood?"
Which restaurant should he pick?
A place with a beautiful scenery or something near the school?
No, he'd better pick one that was far away from the school. That way, he could spend more time with her.
It was their first lunch together, and he wanted everything to be perfect.